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Caligula
Directed by Tinto Brass, Bob Guccione by Deeky Wentworth
This is a jumbled, disjointed mess of a movie. It’s a random
collection of scenes interrupted by random sections of pornography. How Peter
O’Toole and John Gielgud ended up in this I don’t know. At least Helen Mirren
and Malcolm McDowell can blame it on youthful naïveté, but the elder thespians
should have known better. When Bob Guccione calls you up, says he’s making a movie
and asks you to be in it, your instincts better be warning you. And
if they’re not, then your manager or agent should be. Here is the story: Caligula becomes emperor, humps his
sister, and then is murdered by his own soldiers. In between all this there is
rape, sodomy, fisting, torture, murder, necrophilia, and tons of shitty
dialogue. The sex is graphic, the sets elaborate, but the film is, ultimately,
rather dull and completely incoherent. When in Rome... get syphilis. It’s one thing to be in a crappy porno flick, it’s another
thing altogether to be in a crappy porno flick with pretensions it’s a grand
piece of art. The orgies, the fisting, the intrigue, it becomes all rather
pointless without any proper context in which to frame it. Unfortunately the
film is slapped together in such a way that it’s difficult to know what is going
on or why, though I suspect that all may be beside the point. As a historical drama Caligula is a failure. One
cannot watch this and expect to learn anything, let alone be entertained. As
porn it fares even worse, lacking eroticism, instead wallowing in its
depravity. What titillation there may have been suffers from being surrounded
by all the violence and degeneracy. Avoid this one like a whore with gonorrhea. |
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